A/N: Eek! Another short chapter! D: Don't worry, this should be the last of the short chapters. I try to keep to a 2 A4 page average at Tahoma size 12. And why is everyone so flippin quiet? 2 Reviews (both anonymous) after 3 months? Length can't be that much of a deterrent to readers. If you're stuck for online time, select all (Ctrl+A) copy (Ctrl+C) and paste (Ctrl+V) into a document on your computer and read offline at your leisure!

Chapter 34

Blaze paced back and forth around the back of the plane. She didn't have a good reason for being impatient, other than she was bored. She threw her gloves on the ground and fished her iPod out of her jacket. Half battery – better save it for later. She put it back.

"Need a charger?" Tails said from his seat across the way.

"I thought you were asleep." Blaze responded.

"I was, but it's hard to stay sleeping for long on a plane like this." He banged the interior of the metal fuselage of the plane with his fist. Blaze raised an eyebrow.

"Silver's out cold." She pointed at Silver, sprawled out across three chairs and sound asleep. "So what was this you said about a charger?"

"There might be one in my pack, over there." He pointed at the heavy brown backpack. "I keep finding all kinds of stuff in there." Blaze opened the top and threw some stuff out on the floor. "Hey, don't take everything out!" Tails got up and started sorting through the assorted objects on the floor. Quite a few guns and ammunition, but plenty of other things aswell. Blaze tipped some more stuff out onto the floor. A ball of wires fell out. "It's probably in there," Both of them began to untangle the cords.

"That looks like the one…" Blaze took the end of one and started pulling it away.

"This plug has the Apple logo on it…" Tails pulled the wires away from one plug. They continued to untangle the wires until just the one was left. To make sure it wasn't still tangled, they ran their hands along the wire. They met in the middle. Tails accidentally put his hand on top of Blaze's. They stared, first at their hands, then at each other. Tails quickly took his hand away. "Oh, eh… sorry, I…"

"No, I… um…"

They both stopped talking, blushing under their fur.

"Come on, you can't be a Superbike champion from your time! We don't even have that now, in the middle of a war, so why would they have it in a situation as desperate as yours?" Cream said cynically.

"Okay, I made up that bit, but I'm still pretty damn good with motorbikes!" Diesel conceded his tall tale.

"Oh yeah?"

"BMW sponsorship, baby." He lifted his jacket to reveal the BMW logo on his t-shirt.

"You're travelling back in time and you're still being used as a walking billboard?" Cream shouted in disbelief.

"Now that I didn't make up." He replied proudly. "So… this your first time this far away from home?"

"Yeah,"

"Never been this far on, vacation or anything?"

"Well… I never really went on vacation…"

"Oh?" He said, with genuine concern.

"See… I don't remember much, but I do know that they rescued me from Metal City before it was attacked. I must have been… what, six? Maybe Seven? But, even though I got away, my parents didn't…"

"Aww…" Diesel turned away from the controls of the plane and hugged Cream. A few seconds later, she said in a slightly concerned way:

"Um… Diesel? The plane?"

"Oh, right…" He turned, flustered, back to the controls. "But go on."

"Well… since then, Amy's been kinda like a Mom to me, so you can understand if she gets a bit protective sometimes, right?"

"Mmm-hm." He raised an eyebrow. More like psycho, he thought.

"But because I was in the care of a… ahem… 14-year-old, we didn't really get time for vacations. Although there was this one time…" She began to stare into space. "Big took us out to the forest, and we had a picnic…" She was completely self-absorbed at this point, lost in her own fond memories. Diesel just stared. Mad woman, he thought. She eventually sighed and asked him if he had ever been anywhere nice.